There were things I once wished for that now belong to my everyday life. That is why I refuse to laugh at the dreams that have not arrived yet. The distance between impossible and real can be one brave decision, one unexpected opportunity or one ordinary morning when everything begins to change. Perhaps believing will not guarantee that I receive everything I want. It will make sure I never stop walking towards the life that feels like mine. So let them call it delusion. I call it remembering how many times the impossible has already found me 🪷
